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zimboofle ; trogan par discottits
zimboofle ; trogan
discottits
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a·rouse əˈrouz/ verb past tense: aroused; past participle: aroused 1. evoke or awaken (a feeling, emotion, or response). "something about the man aroused the guard's suspicions" (literally a joke i thought it would be funny to publish this on wattpad my friend logan @foolssivan on twitter came up with it)
Troyler One-Shots par colour-me-troyler
Troyler One-Shots
colour-me-troyler
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This is my collection of Troyler one-shots which will be added to over time. The stories in this book are stand-alone unless otherwise specified and the themes will vary from fluff to angst to smut and everything in between! The general theme of each one-shot will be marked in their individual titles (in parenthesis) as such: (f) for fluff, (a) for angst, (s) for smut, and so on. I hope you will enjoy! (All ratings and warnings may apply.)
The Midnight Men (Troyler) UNFINISHED par xSillyTilly
The Midnight Men (Troyler) UNFINISHED
xSillyTilly
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"Even though you are a demon, the bloody antichrist, you are warm and you are my light. And I know that in this hellish eternity, I'll be ok. I'll be with you." //Sequel to The Midnight Man// probably will never finish
The Midnight Man (Troyler) par xSillyTilly
The Midnight Man (Troyler)
xSillyTilly
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"Hello." He hissed out of the corner of the dark room, I dared to call mine. He sounded distant, but I still cowered to direct my attention towards him. I soon felt cold air on the back of my neck, forcing me to turn around. His eyes were red like flames, clothes disheveled and torn. Even though his soul appeared dark, the pink in his lips was still prominent. His pitch black hair stood perfectly on top of his face that screamed beauty and danger. But the slightest blood stains on his hands reminded me of what he really was. A pair of lips barely touched my neck, sending shivers down my spine, "I've been waiting," he whispered against my skin. He was my childhood monster. He was just a demon. He was The Midnight Man. And I think I loved him. //First book of the series// **please don't steal this. if you do ur a dick**